Well, we’ve made it to March. Spring is just around the corner. I mean, it’s still 5 degrees out, but officially we have less than 20 days left of winter and I honestly can not wait for warmer weather. I mean…Northern lights, Iceland, dog sledding…they’re all on the to-do list. But with none of those being in my immediate future, the next best thing would be a few 60 degree days. Please and thank you.

So…where do the mixed feelings come in? New England can be so dang quaint in the winter.

Wrapped in Soft Silence

The first photo is a pretty typical scene around these parts. Old tobacco sheds are found all over the top half of the state, and when I stumbled (aka, took an adventure-drive) on the scene, it immediately felt like home.